User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/The Outcasts/@comment-1677118-20110226190445

Windscythe finds a long dirk to his throught,as jezz hisses, inches from his face "The last one to call me an otter found himself dead, for which i was banished from my tribe. I was allways told by our seer that i was no otter, nor any vermin heard of before. I am the enemy of the holt Nightwater, who slayed my brother and family when i was a babe. All otters must therefore die!!!" Jezz sits down again